C'était le premier né, votre aîné, mes chéries.
Il avait rajeuni mon cœur désenchanté.
Et de tout le bonheur qu'il avait apporté,
Nous fîmes ses jours clairs et ses heures fleuries.

Il fut aimé de tous, béni, choyé, gâté.
On s'extasiait même à ses espiègleries.
Hélas ! Dieu ne veut pas de ces idolâtries ;
Et seul le souvenir de ce temps est resté.

Enfants, il ne faut pas pleurer la vie entière,
Croyez-moi, nos chers morts couchés au cimetière
Ne nous demandent point qu'on s'occupe autant d'eux.

Aussi, quand vous verrez sangloter votre mère,
Pour mettre un peu d'oubli dans sa pensée amère,
En songeant à l'absent, embrassez-la pour deux.
(1902)


About Louis Honoré Fréchette


Louis-Honoré Fréchette, was a Canadian poet, politician, playwright, and short story writer.Born in Lévis, Lower Canada, from 1854 to 1860 Fréchette did his classical studies at the Séminaire de Québec, the Collège de Sainte-Anne-de-la-Pocatière and at the Séminaire de Nicolet. He later studied law at Université Laval. In 1864, he opened a lawyer's office in Lévis where he founded two newspapers: Le drapeau de Lévis and La Tribune de Levis. He exiled himself in Chicago where he wrote La voix d'un exilé. A number of plays which he wrote during that period were lost in the Great Chicago Fire. Soon... Read more...

Poet of the day

Kenneth Fearing (July 28 1902 - June 26, 1961) was an American poet, novelist, and founding editor of the Partisan Review. Literary critic Macha Rosenthal called him "the chief poet of the American Depression."

Fearing was born in Oak Park, Illinois. His parents divorced when he was a year old,...
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Poem of the day


I was born in the congo
I walked to the fertile crescent and built
the sphinx
I designed a pyramid so tough that a star
that only glows every one hundred years falls
into the center giving divine perfect light
I am bad

I...
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